So. Nikki and I talked it over, and are going to start working on the actual renovations after the cruise, so around April. (Vacation! I can't wait!)
Prime issue #1 - asthma. Most of the things we want to do involve a lot of particulate dust matter, I can NOT be in the house with that all closed up in the winter, so it has to be in the spring when it's warmed up enough to open the house for at least 20 minutes (the amount of time I'm told it takes to recirculate the air on the average house). And preferably the entire time work is ensuing so fumes and dust can go outside and not into my admittedly overly delicate lungs. (I already have the face masks to further protect them in place!).
Issue #2 - the kitchen will be unusable for at least two weeks most likely. So my plan is crockpot cooking on indoor weather days and grilling outside on outdoor days. I have enough crockpot and grill recipes to easily make this not a hardship.
So that is why we're waiting to actually start things. So right now it's research and decision phase. This went from a hey, we can afford to fix the counters babe comment to a OMG we can fix it ALL! Or at least as much as we can do in spring and summer. Which brings me to... power tools. I feel wholly unqualified for this. And I have a sort of conspriracy theory mindset about most powered items, from kitchen appliances to tools to electronic devices, that they're made to fail to keep siphoning my money. I don't know if it's just paranoia on my part (Dad did a GREAT job of convincing me that everything I touch turns to trash) or if it really is that bad with the corporations now. But since I have more free time than Nikki, I'm going to try to dive in and figure it out. At the very least I need some sort of power sander and power saw. There was this power saw on youtube I saw a while ago, it was sort of a tool box looking thing, that could reconfigure in a great many ways to be a variety of powered saws meant for people who wanted to work on things in small homes like apartments and no garages to house a workshop. I own a house, but we have no garage, and the basement floods when the river does so it's unlikely that it would work out to try to turn it into a workshop. As it is I made homemade shelving outta concrete blocks with wooden slats that I put rubbermaid tubs on to get any storage out of it at all. The concrete blocks stand up well to the water and are cheaply replaceable if they do start to erode for some reason.
I feel REALLY outta my depth. Just between us girls here, I'm freaked out of my mind to touch anything in the house, thanks to Dad's lingering voice in my head. But I'm going to plunge ahead, read and reread the tutorials, and practice small projects to test the skills. Nikki said I should make a doll house when I mentioned that to him, and test it all out on that. LOL Then he's like when you're done you can sell it on Etsy. I can't tell if he's serious or kidding me. LOL
Sometimes I wish I'd only had Grandpa growing up. His is the voice that whispers in the back of my mind I can do anything. I think I would have been a very different, unhappy person without his influence in my life.
Have any of you done any major do it yourself remodeling? Any knowledge you'd like to bestow upon me? I'm determined to reject both my dad's thinking that I destroy everything and his teachings that this sort of thing is for men only. We women can do anything! Roar! (Okay, maybe more like a squeak, but whatever, right?)
And...it's fun that it's something Nikki is into to. I like doing things together, and our tastes coincide on a lot of things, more than they used to because he's more open about what he actually likes these days! He does have an unfortunate color palatte sometimes though...
And...he's going to make me my painting. I found a gorgeous simple ocean painting, and I really really wanted it, but it's $300. I know, not much for art, but I'm CHEAP until our debt is paid down, and then NIkki gets his electrolysys. Or lasering. I forget which he decided to go for, whichever. HOWEVER...Nikki used to paint. And hes' certain he can recreate the paintings for me. I did get him a lovely art set for Xmas, with a folding easel and the basic tools to get him restarted in his art since he expressed interest, it was so sweet for Nikki to offer my beloved ocean painting.
Todays hidden lesson for me in all this, I let myself be powerless in many ways because I let people tell me I was, that all the things I wanted were outta my reach. And I contented myself living in my means, and with what I had, and was happy. But...I'm not powerless, and I can change it, fix it, make my life better. I just have to work harder than someone who has the money to pay someone else to remodel.
Now here's hoping our house doesn't get hit by a car the day after we finish. Cuz that's a thing, it happened to a family I knew, I was in the house at the time when suddenly a loud bang and the place just suddenly exploded into dust, like someone ran through banging dirty chalkboard erasers together at an insane speed. The people who lost control of the car hit it so hard they moved the right side of the house six inches backwards off the foundation. The bathroom was at an odd angle for weeks until the insuarnce arranged for cranes to lift it and right it and repair the broken parts, and you had to hold onto the toilet, it was crazy.